CHOMP
SPLURT
He bit the dead monster's neck.
He tore off the tough and thick layer of fur, bit of a big chunk of flesh off of the monster's neck.
"Haa...haa...mfff." He huffed as he chewed the monster flesh and resisted the urge to vomit because it was too disgusting.
He knew he'd die if he didn't eat, so he forced himself to eat the monster flesh. He only stopped eating when his stomach was completely full and when it was bit bloated.
"Haa...haa...haa." He panted as he slumped back, and then he remembered that his family hadn't eaten anything yet, so he dashed again, grabbed the sack he'd left near the tree, and dashed again until he reached their tent, without a single break.
"Huff...huff...huff." He huffed and fell unconscious right in front of the tent.
THUMP
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"Mh... Hm?" Eshwar jolted awake and stared at his family members who were in front of him.
